Caught In The Act

Author’s Note: This was a very fun roleplay I got into with a new friend of mine. Needless to say, our characters hit it off… whether his character liked it or not is another question altogether! Heh. As always, reviews are very appreciated. They keep us going, so please, if you have the time leave a little note. It brightens our day.

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Home alone with the kid was not a place any seventeen-year-old brother would want to be, but here he was, babysitting his little brother while their parents were away to Hawaii on their 10-year anniversary/honeymoon. Breathing out a huff of a sigh Seth thumbed through the channels, wading through channel after channel of infomercials and those old black and white sitcoms.


He heard a rustling sound somewhere near by, and turned his head. Was it Paris? Had to be. The kitten was the only one in the house; but what the hell would he be doing awake at one in the morning on a school night?


Curiosity drawing him to investigate the larger feline rose to his feet and stepped into the narrow hallway that bridged the gap between the living room and Paris's bedroom.


To his surprise, he saw the room's door cracked open, with light filtering out. Seth crept closer, a frown crossing his muzzle. He tilted his head to peek inside... and immediately felt a surge of elation. Finally, he had something to nail the boy with. From what he could see his little brother was jacking it good, porn magazines spread every which way across the bedsheets…what a sight! Heh...


Elbowing the door out of the way he stood framed in the doorway with a forboding look in his eyes. "And what do you think you're doing, runt?" he questioned.


Paris had earlier in the day been dared by some older boys on the bus to do something that he didn't even dare to think of. He was no chicken though so he'd agreed without hesitation. He now sat at one am a small camcorder set up and a bundle of porno mags spread around on the bed surrounding him. He hadn't even gotten close to starting when his door flew open and Seth was looming over him!


His ears folded back and he hurriedly tried with to hide the evidence. It was futile though. "Seth what do you want?" he demanded the insides of his ears and his small nose crimson.


Sneering slightly, the older brother drawled out, "I'm allowed in here. In case you forgot, little bro, Mom and Dad left me in charge of the place."


His eyes narrowed as they swept over the younger boy's body, the way it was stretched out on the bed, legs slightly spread with a small tent in the front of his shorts. There was no other word for it...except 'cute'. "What are you doing? You know they'd kill you if they knew you had this stuff." He said, walking over to sift a hand idly through the glossy magazines.


Seth chuckled. "You're in deep shit, kid. I could tell them... and you'd be grounded for a year."


The larger cat smirked, knowing full well that he already had full control over the situation. And what a lovely one it was.


Paris’s ears, rain cloud grey in color, and nose, didn't even flicker to a lighter shade. As Seth approached he pulled in on himself though… self-consciously trying to hide his 'tent' from view. " N-no they wouldn't, Jason said that this kind of thing is normal, they'd know it was normal." He was lying to himself, or at least attempting to lie to himself. He gave him a defiant look hoping to intimidate him just enough.


Seth shook his head. "Nice try, chief. I know them. They would totally disown you." The boy's parents were both highly religious people - just the fire and brimestone kinds that would be horrified to learn of their youngest's current predicament. "One word about your dirty little habit and they'll be all over you - like there's no tomorrow. Don't kid yourself." Sarlen moved in close, lowering himself to sit alongside his brother on the full sized mattress.


"But you know what? I'm feeling generous today. I'll cut you a break...on one condition.”


Paris eye'd his brother suspiciously. " What's the condition?" he asked sort of pressing away from him. His ears folded back to his head again and he hugged himself loosely.


The older teen smirked in a fashion that would have put Satan to shame. "That part's easy. You know all those dirty pictures you've been ogling?" he questioned, taking up the nearest mag to begin rifling through the pages. He stopped at one that depicted a feline woman giving oral to an adult german shepherd male. Seth rested his finger against this picture, running it just under the place where the woman's jaw hung open to admit the piece of doghood. "I want you to do this to me."


The young cat boy’s eyes went wide from the horror that grabbed him at that moment. "But you’re my brother -" he thought for half a second. "- and we're both guys!" he said and scrambled to get up off the bed. " There's got to be something else."


Seth shook his head firmly. "No other way." He darted a hand out to put it on the kitten's arm, bringing him back down onto the mattress. "If you won't do it I'm definitely telling Mom and Dad. So, your choices are: be a good little cumslut and do as big brother says, or face complete hell from Mom and Dad." Harlen's tone was firm. Leaving no room for argument. There was a sound, of a zipper coming down, and a second later he hauled out his cock. It had emerged from its protective sheath.


And, lined with barbs, the cat meat measured at around nine inches in length. It glittered with beads of pre rolling down around the edges. "Don't be such a fraidy-cat, Paris. It's not like it bites. Think of it as...an ice cream cone." he chuckled. "Or are you going to be a pussy?”


The kitten gulped looking at him and his slowly fading blush was re-ignited full force. He squirmed uncomfortably and nodded hesitantly. "Fine.” he sort of squeaked out and tried to pull away from him a little bit. He brushed his hair out of his face and fixed his glasses. "S-so how do I do this?" he asked awkwardly.


Pleased that he had won the battle he spread his legs slightly, further exposing his length to view. "First..." He put his hand on Paris's head, curling his fingers in the soft strands of hair. Exerting pressure he pressed the boy down until he was nose-to-tip with his throbbing shaft. "You use your tongue. Drag it across the tongue, have a taste. When you get used to it start taking it into your mouth. And watch your teeth, got it brat?"


Paris asped and he jolted slightly. He said nothing. He just closed his eyes and dragged his textured tongue across the barbs with a faint growl. At least the taste wasn't as bad as he'd have expected. His hands went to Seth’s hips to hold himself up as he licked back down his shaft timidly.


The older brother oaned low in his throat, tilting his head back so that his head fur slipped out of his face and his throat became exposed. "Yeah, thats it..." he said in a husky voice, stroking his fingers through the younger male's hair and encouraging him as he sat back and enjoyed the warm, rough friction of the kitten's tongue swiping slowly across his length. He pushed him down a bit more, nudging the flared crown against those sweet lips. In no time at all he had pressed the head of his meat past them and into the confines of a wet, hot mouth. "Suck it."


He had just been getting used to lickingit and he instinctively pulled back when Seth’s head found its way into his muzzle. He squeezed his eyes shut tight and forced himself to suck on his head hard, pulling a bit more of the length into his mouth with the increased force. He released a soft licked over the tip for a second before starting to suck on the girth of it again, in the same fashion.


If the sounds coming from the older of the pair's throat were any indication, Paris was working wonders on his slab of pulsating cathood. He looked down...watching with acute facination, as his inches delved deep into the welcoming warmth offered to it, only to emerge moments later slick and shining from root to tip with saliva. "Faster." Seth panted out, bucking slightly into Paris's mouth. "God..."


He could feel his pants getting tighter, and that just gave him all the more reason to get this done with and do as his big brother Seth said. Go faster. The sooner Seth was out of his room, and he didn't have to hear those sounds anymore the less confused he would be and hopefully he could fall asleep and pretend this was all some weird dream. He began to bob his head a bit as he sucked and licked over his length his small body getting tense and shivering a little bit.


Seth thrust roughly into his little brother's mouth several more time, primal pants escaping him. His chest rose and fell with his breathing. He closed his eyes and curled his fingers tighter in Paris's hair, claws digging into his scalp while he rode his mouth. "Mm - nn - ! C- ah - cumming!" Seth exclaimed, and with no more warning than that his penis gave a hard pulse, balls seizing up tight. Jet after jet of hot, gooey seed shot from the slit in his cock, like a small geyser. It hit the back of the kitten's throat hard, pouring down his throat thickly.


Paris gasped and sputtered and choked on the cum. He pulled back and swallowed and licked his lips, wiping at his mouth. The way he sat now, on his knees and tilted back on one hand the raise in his shorts was very very clear. "Am I done now?" he whined at him, avoiding eye contact. He was so embarrassed!


Seth shook his head, a smirk crossing his muzzle. "Not by a longshot...." the older furry said, even as his formerly rigid cock deposited its last spurts all over the front of his kid brother's T-shirt. He stowed his arousal back inside his pants, and let out a content sigh, and then a deviant chuckle. "I have a lot of plans for you, little brother. And unless you want Mom and Dad hearing all about your little collection - " he gestured to the magazines, still scattered all around. "- you'll do everything I say!"

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Author's Note: To be continued!